ENTANGLED IN MARRIAGE

Chapter 52

After Arsen's car came out of the parking lot of Tanah Merah TPU. Papa Abdi's car came in to replace Arsen's car just now. Mama Anna came down with a sprinkled flower that she had bought on the road earlier. They both set foot to reach their daughter's grave under a large tree.

Mama Ana crouched down, then rubbed a tombstone bearing her daughter's name. He left a kiss there too. After that, he planted a flower that he carried in his hand.

"Darling .. Sorry mom and dad. Because we're busy, we don't have time to go to your grave, baby," a drop of tears from mama Anna's eyes.

"Mama's been wishing you'd come back to life. But that's not possible. Until finally Mama met someone whose face looks a lot like you, Beautiful. Mama wishes that someone was you" Mama Anna sobbed. Unable to resist crying.

While Papa Abdi can only calm his wife. While saying in my heart.

If Disa is beautiful, then whose child is buried as Imdah? Is there not another child's body? Astagfirullahaladzim apos.. Why can I think like that?

After completing the pilgrimage, Abdi and Bu Anna decided to go directly to the coffee shop. They are now in the parking lot TPU wants to ride his car. But the arrival of someone made them undo his intention to get into the car.

"Sir Abdi, Ms. Ana .." said one man, apparently they had known him for a long time.

"Wawan?" They said so looking.

"Sir Abdi and Ms Ana where are you going? I have not seen a long pilgrimage to the grave of his son," asked Mang Wawan.

"Yes, wawan. We have been busy lately. So just got to come here again. Just finished the pilgrimage. How is Wawan? "

"Alhamdulillah good sir. I'm healthy."

"Thank God then."

"Oh yes, sir, Mom. Earlier the grave of the father's son the same mother had a fairly large twig fall. Fortunately there are people who happen to have exhausted the pilgrimage as well. He helped to throw the twigs. And the grave of the father's son is not damaged. And he continued to be the nanya-nanya eat the father's son with the mother, "said Mang Wawan.

Mama Anna was immediately curious about the person she meant. "What about the beautiful tomb?"

Mang Wawan nodded. "Yes, Mom."

"What does that mean?" ask Mama Anna again.

"She's just the grave of the mother's child whose tomb, I continue to tell you it's the tomb of the child that I first buried after I became the caretaker of the tomb here. "

"What if I could know? "

"Male, tall body. From his appearance, if I see that he is not an ordinary person, ma'am. Her clothes were also wearing neat suits," Mama Ana was stunned to hear Mang Wawan's explanation.

For nineteen years Indah died just this time there are people whose name is about the tomb of Indah. If from the characteristics that Mang Wawan mentioned just now, it seems that the person is not just a coincidence to pass and finish the pilgrimage here. It could be that he had indeed deliberately come here to seek information about Indah. Who is that guy? And what's the purpose?

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When Al was preoccupied by all his thoughts, the sound of incoming messages resuscitated him. He immediately opened the message sent by the person.

I can't wait for Mama tonight. Lo's turn! I want to rest in the apartment.

Al let out a long sigh after reading the Whatsapp message from Disa, then placed his phone on the desk of the office space. He had been there since morning, spending his time thinking about his conversation with Arsen on the phone.

I have been fighting for marriage with Amera to fulfill the request of Disa. Because I don't want Mama to be sad if you see her to be sad too. I'm afraid mama's stressed again. Now, it's Mama's turn to be sick, make a wait and take care of Mama only Can not want. Exorbitant!

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Al had reached home, when he was about to enter his mother's room, he passed Amera who had just come out of Ressa's mother's room.

"Well, how is it better now?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Oh yes, Mas. I was cooking for you. You must be hungry, right? We eat yuk!" Take Amilera and get a nod from Al, then they walk into the dining room.

Arriving at the dining room, Al pulled up a chair and then draped his suit on the back of his chair. He sat down and looked at the food menu at the table. He frowned deeply.

"That's the fried rice Why is it white again? Why, is the soy sauce running out again?"

Instead of answering, Amera smiled.

"That's why I didn't use soy sauce on purpose. You see, when I cooked the soy sauce fried rice, it turned out to taste better. But unfortunately you did not eat the phone hunted Disa continued to go to the office. And not just that, my mom. As long as I'm your wife, you've never tried my cooking."

Al let out a long sigh, looking at Amera's lowered face.

"I think I'm sure I eat, he said he wants me to try your cooking. Her husband wants to eat it taken."

Hearing Al speak like that, Amera looked up and excitedly took the fried rice to the plate in front of her husband.

"This enough? Or do I want to add more?"

"Udah, no. Enough's enough! Do you think I eat that much?"

"Hehe .. If you've just tried it, mas." Said Amera teasingly.

Al started scooping the fried rice and ... The fried rice went into Al's mouth. The man chews slowly.

It is also delicious Amera cuisine. True also he said, the fried rice is better than those who use soy sauce. My food was not eating at that time.

"Gimana. Is it good to cook?"

"It's normal" said Al coldly, fading a smile on Amera's lips.

"What the hell, Mas?" Amera scoops the fried rice on her husband's plate to make sure it tastes. Though obviously the fried rice on the plate is very good. Time different plates taste.

Amera chewed the fried rice she scooped from Al's plate.

"Enak. Same." Plain language.

"Because you took the fried rice on my plate. Instead, the fried rice was for me. You can't go any further, "Al points to a large bowl of fried rice in front of him.

Amera smiled amusedly hearing that. "Well, you can eat the same bowl, mas. "

Al immediately raised his cold gaze. Amera immediately pursed her lips in a straight line.

"However, hehe ..." He showed me his white teeth.

Al continued eating.

"It's good to be prestigious," said Amera slowly but Al can still hear it.

"What was that about?"

Amera shook her head quickly. "Hehehe .. said nothing. You just continue to eat it."

The woman was so happy to see the husband who finally wanted to eat his cooking.

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